'I will set up a lemonade
stall,' Anjali declared a couple of days ago. 'I will sell lemonade.'
Visions of Dennis and Joey
and their lemonade stalls flashed through my mind. I looked on in my
silent-leader mode. Any statement here may create problems. Let me see which
way it goes.
'I will call Mansi and we
will make lemonade and sell it outside and make money,' she said. She seems to
be acutely clued in to the fact that she has to fend for herself - and that she
might do a better job of it than relying on us.
'Ok,' I said getting off
the wall and committing to one side. Let me say Yes for a
change.
'Yeaa,' she yelled
excitedly and disappeared.
I let her chew over the
idea. Obviously she will need help at some stage. I wanted to see at what stage
she would involve me.
Last evening a poster
appeared. Anjali had designed her first advertisement. It proudly
announced the name of her stall - Lucky Lemons - which had a smiling lemon
sipping a glass of lemonade casually. Very cool indeed.
Poster |
'Will you help me put up
the table and chair,' she asked. 'Yes,' I said. She obviously knew who to
delegate for which job. Only the physical and menial jobs for me.
All of yesterday during
our walk she constantly thought of buying lemons for her stall. Back at home
she got her Mom to make the lemonade, got some ice cubes, got two separate jugs
- one with iced lemonade and one without.
She promptly stuck the poster on the gate. There was lemonade and some cookies on sale.
I like lemonade. More so when Anjali is selling it. So I drank up a few glasses and ate some cookies. Her ajji came and her cousin too. After she made some 130 bucks, she closed shop for the day.
Shop Closed - But don't worry, come back on Saturday |
Random ads on the pavement - branding exercise |
Brisk sales to the thirsty |
Another ad - just the lemonade glass in blue |
Know what,
2 comments:
ad/marketing guru at home. You can use her to sell our books.
Raja, I suspect she might not take us as her clients.
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